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Sam drew me forward and then worked the hidden zipper at the back of my dress while continuing his intoxicating assault on my lips.
This need felt different, almost desperate. I couldn’t get to his skin fast enough. He toed off his shoes as I pulled his shirt from the waist of his pants. My fingers moved up his chest, unfastening the buttons, and then pushed the cotton material over his tattooed shoulders and arms. Next went his belt, pants, and underwear, pooling at his feet.
My gown fell in a similar heap on the floor, leaving me clad in only a thong, thigh-high stockings, and four-and-a-half-inch heels.
Sam’s eyes seared me, and his pupils dilated, turning his amber irises into rings of gold. My nipples beaded into tight points, and a flood of desire pooled between my legs. It took effort not to squirm and press my thighs together.
“I have no idea how you haven’t noticed your breasts until now.” He cupped one, pinching the tip and eliciting a whimper from my lips.
I grabbed hold of his shoulders. “I’ve— I’ve been a bit preoccupied.”
“Apparently.” Sam released my breast, lifted me into his arms, and carried me to an oversized couch in the corner of the room.
He sat, settling my knees to straddle his thighs. His palms slid up my back, causing goose bumps to prickle my skin in the wake of his hands. I tilted my head as his mouth and fingers trailed over my collarbone, grazing the area where his mark lay hidden under the makeup.
He lifted his head, gazing at me with such emotion, tears burned the back of my throat.
How were we going to navigate all this?
Everything was so fucked-up, and there was no guarantee on how this would play out.
I couldn’t overthink it. I had to enjoy the time I had with him.
Gripping his shoulder, I drew him to me, sealing our lips together and losing myself in the intoxication of his mouth and touch.
I jerked as he tore my underwear from my hips.
“I have plans for this pussy.”
His fingers delved lower to the lips of my sex. He parted me and plunged two fingers deep as his thumb circled my clit.
I couldn’t help but moan and gasp with each thrust of his hand.
When he added the third, I bucked against him, rode him. My mind clouded, wanting desperately for his cock to replace his fingers.
“Sam, I need you in me.”
“I am in you.”
“Your cock. I need your cock.”
“Then put me in.” He lifted me, and his heated eyes went to my slick pussy with his fingers buried deep inside me.
Pulling free, he coated my mouth with my essence and kissed me.
“Fucking, delicious,” he hummed.
I reached between us, took hold of his thick, hard cock, positioned it at the opening of my aching sex, and slowly worked my way down. Each inch of him an exquisite treat to my senses.
“S-Sam,” I gasped, my mission forgotten when his thumb returned to my oversensitive clit.
He gave me a wicked smile before he rolled me onto my back, coming over me.
“Now, Highness, we fuck.”
Threading my fingers into his hair, I pulled him toward me. “Yes, now we fuck.”
He pulled out and then rammed in, sinking hard and deep, just as I liked it. I wanted to feel it. I was small but not delicate.
